They rested for an hour by a road sign, refueled the vehicle, had a simple late-night snack, and then set off again.
Whirlwind Highway was covered in tumbleweeds. The wind picked up as they set off, sending the tumbleweeds rolling. In the early morning hours, Evelyn Ford took over driving. After putting on her night-vision goggles and telling everyone to hold on tight, she slowly started the vehicle.
Quincy was pressed against the window, looking outside. "I hear the young leaves of these tumbleweeds are edible."
"Is food all you think about?" Officer Graham couldn't help but tease him.
"Daddy's a foodie."
Everyone laughed at Zoe's comment.
"It's my only real hobby. Besides, these tumbleweeds aren't completely useless. You can eat the young leaves, and they can probably act as a windbreak against the sand. They're highly resilient, don't need water, and they drop their seeds wherever the wind carries them."
